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-----------"-IThe Fatal Mseclle.




OUR. MISCELLANY. The Thames. Thames, infant Thames, < •■ Rippling, flowing Water-white, Where the bright Young wilding gems Are blowing; Babbling ever in unrest, While as o'er her darling's pillow Bonds the mother, so the willow O'ez thy breast. Thames, maiden Thames, Glancing, shining Silver blue, While for you The lilied sterna Are pining; But thou lovest best to play 7 Slyly with the wanton swallow, While he whispers thee to follow Him away. Thames, matron Thames, That ebbest back From the sea; 'I Ah! in thee j There are emblems) 1 Of life's track. We, too, would like thee regaia, If we might, our greener hours We, too, mourn our vanished flowers. But in vain. The Quiver. Executions in t11.0 Olden Time.—In several London papers for August, 1782, we find the following paragraph:—"This day (St. Bartholomew's) David Tyrie, lately convicted of high treason at Winchester Assizes, as having corresponded with our enemies tha French, was hung at Portsmouth. Having been up 22J minutes he was taken down, disembowelled, and French, was hung at Portsmouth. Having been up 22J minutes he was taken down, disembowelled, and his 'heart taken ont and presented to the mob. The j latter had then the liberty o! catting and hacking any f part of the body they could get at; so fingers, ribs, toes, &c., were flying about on all sides. The gaoler of Gosport, however, took away the head, and made a. show of it for money." The exhibition of this ghastly relic had been found too profitable by an honest Borsi- fasa to be lightly given up. Thn«, in the London papers published in Midsummer, 1783, we find tha fol- lowing supplementary notification on the same sub- ject under date June 26 The head of the lats ] David Tyrie is still in course of exhibition at a charge I of Is. by a publican who purchased it. A few weeks before a fine young woman lost her reason, from her ¡ sweetheart having playfully on a sudden thrust the head upon her." The Woes of Hairdressing.—" Know then, sir," the maiden began, drawing a deep sigh, that 1 am cursed with a luxuriant head of iair, whose colour is that of the setting sun. Some," I muttered, would call it blessed to be thus endowed. It is the fashionable colour." Worse luck," said the maiden, in tones of despair. That accursed tint is the cause of my persecution. My paternally kind but profession. ally cruel father has woke me in the night, and seized me by this golden hair-" "To beat you, maiden ?" "Nay, sir; to dress my head a la something, a new form of coiffure which had arrived from Paris while I slept. When I have been coming to the most deeply interest- ing part of a novel, he has rushed into the room and insisted on my trying on a chignon. He takes me from my tea to practise the double roll upon me. When I am ready dressed to go to the play, he pulis my hair down to try a now form of bandeau. At all hours of the day and night I am liable to be curled, and frizzed, add plaited, and powdered. In sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, I must yield my head to his ruth- less but skilful hands. I know no rest. For months I have slept with my eyes open." With your eyes open, maiden P With my eyes open. It was in consequence of having my hair done d la Imperatrice. It was pulled back so tightly that I could not shut them. It was not until the nSgligee friz came up that the muscles relaxed. Ah, air, you know not what I have suffered-what I have saorificed! "-Dickens's All the Year Round. The First Oyster Eater.—Once upon a time- it must be a prodigiously long time ago, however-a man of melancholy mind, who was walking by the shores of a picturesque estuary, listening to the mo- notonous murmur of the sad sea waves, espied a very old and ugly oyster, all covered over with parasites and seaweeds. It was so unprepossessing that he kicked it with his foot, and the animal, astonished at receiving such rude treatment on its own domain, gaped wide with indignation. Seeing the beautiful cream-coloured layers that shone within the shelly- covering, and fancying the interior of the shell to be beautiful, he lifted up the aged native for further examination, inserting his finger and thumb within the shells. The irate mollusc, thinking, no doubt, that this was meant as a further insult, snapped its pearly door closeupon the finger of the intruder, causing him some little pain. After releasing his wounded digit, the inquisitive gentleman very naturally put it into his mouth. Delightfull" exclaimed he, opening wide his eyes. What is this ?" and again he sucked his thumb. Then the great truth flashed upon him that he had found out a new delight—had, in fact, ac- cidentally achieved the most important discovery ever made up to that date. He proceeded at once to the verification of his thought. Taking up a stone, he forced open the doors of the oyster, and gingerly tried a piece of the mollusc itself. Delicious was the result; and so there and then, with no other condiment than the juico of the animal-with no reaming brown stout or pale Chablis to wash down the repast, no nicely cut, well-buttered bread-did that solitary, anonymous man inaugurate the oyster banquet. Bertram's Harvest of the Sea." A Hindu Holiday.—I must do the Hindas the justice to say that they make as many holidays out of one year as most people do out of ten; and I am not at all sure whether a small importation of Hindus would not be acceptable to you, to accompany your boys to school as regulators to their school-days. It would be a safeguard against their being overworked. The whole bank was lined with natives bringing immense baskets of fruit for the Ganges to look as, as the Nazir expressed it: and they were dipping their baskets into the river with their graceful salaams and then bowing their heads down to the water. They are much more clothed here than in Bengal, and the women wear bright crimson veils, or yellow with crimson borders, and sometimes parple dresses with crimson borders, and have generally a little brown baby, with a scarlet cap on, perched on their hips. I wish you would have one little brown baby for a change; they are so muoh prettier than white children. Behind these crowds of people, there were old mosques and temples and natives' houses, and the boats of rich natives in front with gilded sterns, and painted pea- cocks at the prow. In short, just what people say of India; you know it all, but it is pretty to see and I mean the moral of my Indian experience to be, that it is the most picturesque population, with the ugliest scenery, that ever was pat together.—Uj> the Country. By the Hon. Emily Eden. Sketch of the French Angler.—The French angler is a very different being from the hard-working salmon or trout fisher on this side of the Channel. Fishing ia to him a kind of repose, which he usually takes on Sunday along with the pleasures of tobacco and family delights. If he can be likened to any class of English angler it must be to the stout old gentle- man whom one sees fast asleep in a punt on the Thames after dining at the Star and Garter; the only difference, perhaps, being that the stout old gentle- man is content with one rod, line, and hook, whereas the French angler is not often content with half-a- dozen, but sets perhaps a dozen lines with three or four hooks to eaoh, each line being attached to a short pliant stick with a bell on the top of it. The sticks being stuck fast into the bank, he pro- ceeds to enjoy his leisure, waiting in patient indolence for what fortune may please to hang upon his three dozen.' of baited hooks, the tinkling of a. little bell warning him from time to time that he has another fish. The French river fisherman has nets of a great variety of kinds fitted to all waters, from large rivers to small ditches, and which are set therein and entrap the fish without any further trouble on his part. He has a variety of basket traps, He has mechanical contrivances which act by the force of the stream, and which spoon out the fish that are unwary, and even deposit them safely in a suit- able reoeptacle; and he has nothing to do but to relieve it of its contents at any time that may be con- venient. The proprietor of viviers contrives his ponds so that they shall feed themselves and catch their own fish, while he has little to do beyond keeping them in order and taking out the fish when he requires them.—Pali Mall Gazette. A Ball in Pernambuco.-OPPosite the palace is the Pernambucan Club, a neat building, with billiard tables and an American bar below; white rooms, with a profusion of looking-glasses, devoted to I dancing and play above. I was hospitably invited to the monthly dance. Every 12th is a ball, at which the President attends. The house was well lighted, and the band stationed below was excellent. Here, as elsewhere in the land of the Holy Cross, the windows were open, and the air had none of the horrors that haunt unventilated London. This is the heart of the dead season, so not more than 20 ladies were present. They were dressed in the plainest white muslins, because" a Direccao pede a maior simplicade no traje," and there were few colours; the strong point, as_ in the Iberian races generally, was the fine thick, and admirably dressed hair, that contrasts so strongly with the brown sugar heads and milk-and-water eyes of Northern Europe. The idea is good; if moderation were not inculcated, dress- Iing would be so expensive that few coald afford to be present. In some cases economy is carried too far. I have heard of ladies being asked n»t to wear gloves. The "forked animal" affects a black coat to be present. In some cases economy is carried too far. I have heard of ladies being asked n»t to wear gloves. The "forked animal" affects a black coat and tie, the rest of the habihmants being wnite, and eo highly starched that the garment, like plate armour, would stand upright when empty; the effect may bo i imagined after a little hard exercise. ^Beau Bnimmel called it a magpie salt. Still, before daaoiug, is looks clean and beeormrg. The men did not much affect the doorway after the fashion of the Eaglands, Old aad New. Yet they performed their saltations, which were all in the venerable and lanale French style, with abundant gravity—part of the national character, These Young World peoples are prematurely old. AU the male dancers are juveniles, as they should be — what more horrid than to see grey hairs or bald heads dancing their Dance of Death ? Unfortunately not a few of their partners were liable to be called persons of a certain age." Verily it is not plsaaant" to sea hillocks in a ball-room skipping like little lamfoa.— Eraser's Magazine. Eraser's Magazine.

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